Mo Ran's five fingers formed claws and arranged her hair while asking, "Ziling, what realm are you all in?" ”

"Back to the princess, the four of us are all in the Condensation Realm, Zi Xuan and I have just been promoted to the middle level of the Condensation Realm, and Zi Yan and Zi Mo are about to break through the high level of the Condensation Realm to reach the peak."

"I see that you have been meditating and cultivating not much progress, or you should try to fight in pairs first, and after the fight, I will choose one to fight against Yun'er."

"Yes, Princess." The maids answered in unison.

"Mother, Yun'er's cultivation is the lowest among everyone, should I fight too?" Yun'er asked, shaking Mo Ran's sleeve. (Mother, why don't you go on it yourself?) ）

"Of course, if you want to beat someone, you have to learn to be beaten first, and after the beating, tell your mother what you learned from this fight." Mo Ran said without looking back. (Am I going to tell you I'm going to see you fight the thief?) ）

"Oh. All right. Yun'er resigned herself to watching the maids fight. Mo Ran finally finished consuming the ghost energy on his body, and sat down on the sand tiredly, quietly watching the maids fight.

The ones who were fighting were Zi Ling and Zi Mo, one of them was using a hidden weapon lancet, and the other was using a dagger. The hidden weapon used by Ziling is the lancet. This lancet is made by condensing ghost energy, so it can be recycled. In the early stage, Ziling's hidden weapon could attack Zi Mo from a long distance, but Zi Mo could only dodge and block, and couldn't get close to her at all, so Ziling had the upper hand. However, after dozens of moves, Zi Mo dodged and blocked before, and the ghost energy consumed was very small. Ziling, on the other hand, spends a lot of ghost qi to attack, causing the ghost qi to exhaust and the attack to weaken. The tide of events began to turn around. Zi Mo's dagger attack was fierce, and Zi Ling only had to dodge. As a result, Zi Mo won.

"Alright, you two stop for a moment. Purple Swirl, Purple Smoke, you two. Mo Ran nodded to the other two, and sat without an image, observing and imagining what she would do if she got on.

The second fight began, Zixuan kicked a side, Ziyan Kankankan dodged, leaving a huge sand pit behind him, Zixuan returned to his hand with a sword, Ziyan immediately jumped away, but the hem was still scratched, and the yellow sand behind him was raised, which showed the great strength. Ziyan's hands shook, two scimitars fell out of her sleeves, she rolled a gourd, the scimitar slashed at Zixuan, the scimitar flashed with cold light, and the surrounding five meters instantly froze, Zixuan couldn't dodge and was frozen in place. The scimitar rests on the neck, and the purple spin loses.

Pap~Papa~Papa~, Mo Ran applauded for this wonderful competition.

"Zixuan, come on. It's your turn, Yun'er, up. Mother cheers you on. ”

Yun'er had a constipated expression, pouted, and stood back to the test venue step by step. Hmph, the mother concubine obviously knew that people couldn't beat Sister Zixuan, and she wanted others to make a fool of themselves.

"Yun Shizi, offended." Zixuan said.

"Well, let's get started." Yun'er lowered her voice.

Yun'er was a little broken at first, and picked up the red tassel gun and beat it indiscriminately. Left and right stabs, no rules, but the momentum is extremely powerful (otherwise there would be no such thing as punching the master to death). Zi Xuan dodged left and right to avoid its edge, and when Yun Er's momentum was exhausted, Zi Xuan used the sword qi inspired by the sword in his hand to slash two swords horizontally and vertically, one sword shook away Yun Er's red tassel spear, and the other sword just broke the hairband on Yun Er's head.

Yun'er was covered with her hair loose and embarrassed.

However, because of this failure, Yun'er became serious and reflected on why she lost so quickly.

"Sister Zixuan, let's come again!"

This time, Yun'er was cautious at first, first using ghosts to hit the wall, trying to trap Zixuan. After failing, he tried to escape again, and all kinds of spells were roundabout. Due to the disparity in strength, he couldn't last 30 moves under Ziyan's hands in the end.

Mo Ran originally thought that she couldn't find Ziyan Zimo and Yun'er to practice, the two of them were too advanced, just find Ziling Zixuan to spar. Losing is an inevitable result, but what I didn't talk about was losing so badly, it seemed to be quite a blow. I don't know what to do for a while, how to comfort Yun'er.

This competition stimulated Yun'er, and made him deeply realize that he was so weak that he couldn't even resist the tricks of the little maid.

On the Netherworld Temple, it is estimated that those sparring partners are coaxing him to play.

Yun'er cultivated diligently as soon as her ghost qi was exhausted, but although Yun'er lost the competition, she also learned a lot of fighting skills.

After continuous analysis and study, thinking about the corresponding strategies, Yun'er slowly accepted this method in her heart.

Mo Ran was afraid that Yun'er's self-esteem would be damaged, so she comforted him and said, "Yun'er, don't be anxious, in fact, this result is already very good." Let's sum up our experience, as long as we make a little progress every day, the water drops will wear through the stones~ Our Yun'er is so smart and powerful, I believe that we will be able to defeat Zixuan soon. “

"Mother, Yun'er didn't think about it like this, in fact, Yun'er thinks that the method of the mother concubine is also very good, and it is very helpful to Yun'er, and Yun'er is very inspired to fight the enemy."

"That's good, that's good, keep practicing like this every day. Cross-drilling. Mo Ran nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, why don't you have that kind of gorgeous spell in the fight, I see you are more like people in the martial arts competition?"

"Back to the princess, because we are ghosts, we can only rely on yin qi to strengthen our souls or bones, and we can't practice many spells like monks. The most commonly used is the martial art that you had before you died. Those very powerful spells can only be used by ghost cultivators who are above the Yin Xia Realm or who have cultivated corpses, or who have a family inheritance like the son of the world. Guards like us can only rely on the martial arts they already have in life. Zi Mo said.

"You don't have to envy those ghost cultivators and nobles. As long as we are together, sooner or later I will make you more powerful than them. "Hehe, if my "handicraft" can be used, what are the ghost cultivators and nobles, and they can let you crush them in minutes.

By observing the sparring just now, Mo Ran closed her eyes and analyzed and simulated the fighting process over and over again in her mind, imagining that she was the other party, and felt that she had also learned a lot of fighting skills invisibly.

If you combine it with your own small flames, a sneak attack or something, it should be more effective.

Time passed in such a flash. There are still eight or nine hours before the Midyear Festival, and Mo Ran put away the sedan chair. Now in broad daylight, the ghost aura is weak, and even if they are here, their cultivation progress is not fast, so it is better to move the place as soon as possible.

In this place where the ghost is at its strongest, leave a mark. With a wave of his sleeves, a green flame burst out, and the green flame burned the sand and melted in less than three seconds.

Mo Ran molded the melted liquid into a glass cover three meters high and thirty square meters wide, and opened the window and door openings, and a simple glass hut was made. In the future, this will be our base camp, and we don't need to let Yun'er open any protective shields from time to time.

But then again, pinching a piece of glass doesn't cost much ghost energy, and pinching such a big house ghost energy consumes one-tenth, and the body is a little "empty" in an instant. But no matter what, I don't need much ghost power now, so be it.